The Last Man Standing

Jacob's POV

I never imagined after all these years of marriage, I would dare suspect my wife of cheating. Catching Celia in the act of infidelity would be a blow to my manhood. I could already hear the whispers behind my back how I could only reap what I sowed since I was unfaithful myself. Perhaps that was the reason I was slow to figure out what was going on in my household. I was concerned that someone was already aware of that fact and wanted to let me know about it. I had no choice but to pay more attention.

A couple days earlier, I received another note this time saying, "Follow the big man and you will learn the truth about your wife." What the hell was that? How was I supposed to know what that meant? I pondered over that for a while until I posed the question to some of my drinking buddies.

"Who would you say is the big man in this village?"

"Are you drunk? Who doesn't know who the big man is around here."